Life is full of mixed flavors, has no name, no theme, just goes with the wind.
I have doubts to the bottom of my heart, I feel deeply inferior to my dreams, I have no future, and all my efforts are just like a fool...
What has life given us? What exactly does the future hold?
I am only twenty-three, but I don't see much of the future.
Maybe this book will continue to be written, maybe one day we will lose contact.
This is a collection of short stories. Thank you for clicking on it and thank you for reading.
I hope we are all well in the future.
Concept: A book without a theme